At the Grand Arena.
The spectator stands were already packed, filled with all manner of clamor.
At the very center of the Grand Arena stood men and women of varying ages.
At a rough glance, there were at least a thousand of them.
Clearly, they were all alchemists who had come to take part in the grand Pill King Ceremony.
Yet impatience had begun to show on quite a few faces.
The time had already come, but there was still no sign of the ceremony starting.
If they had not dared to be angry without daring to speak, they would have overturned the heavens by now.
Quite a few elders were seated atop the high platform as well.
Among them were Yao Shan, Yao Buran, and Yao Ningbing, all of whom Chen Wen knew.
Just then, Yao Tu finally could not hold back any longer and said, "It should be about time, shouldn't it? May I ask who we are waiting for?"
The moment those words came out, quite a few elders looked toward Yao Buran.
Clearly, they were equally puzzled about who they were waiting for.
By all rights, the time had already arrived.
And this had never happened before.
Yao Buran drew a deep breath before saying, "Wait a little longer."
"Then there should at least be a time limit."
Yao Tu spoke again.
Yao Buran's brows furrowed slightly.
"If you cannot wait, then get lost."
Yao Shan spoke coldly.
This...
The elders' expressions changed.
Clearly, they had not expected their Ancestor to fly into such a rage.
For a moment, the entire high platform fell silent as cicadas in winter.
Yao Tu's expression changed drastically as well, and in the end, he could not say another word.
Yao Shan swept Yao Tu a casual glance before saying,